Best Ill Treatment Poems

no apology
my pain: inconsequential
your conscious is seared

Eileen Manassian

While Jesus was on the cross, he prayed, "Father, forgive them for they know not what they do." He forgave even when no apology was offered. He forgave the ones who were the cause of his death. I...

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Most challenging course in the World,  
What come in my mind is to open the  university which will teach more about understanding  women,
But I don't know  if I will find some best professors to teach some courses. 
I saw many professors confused by some...

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Some days I feel down
Then I remember  the song
My father taught me when I was young
And I sing with a heart so free

Jesus tender shepherd hear me 
Bless thy little lamb tonight
Through the darkness be Thou near me
Keep me safe till morning light.

Some days...

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Cry out loud for war to end 
Ill treatment by the army is war crime
Vile acts against humanity 
Instead of war
Love must prevail 
Instead of hatred 
Affectionate actions towards others 
Need not to end
Save human kind. End the war...

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What kind of a man am I?
What kind of a Man are you?
A beast or a man of the soil?
There was a time when a man raised his hand, clinched a fist to show a sign of the fight against the oppression of the man...

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I think sometimes, 
in an effort to sell reflections 
of life,
egotistic mirrors 
break themselves 
into a million pieces.


Fractured verses,
bent and poisoned,
deformed from the ill-treatment 
of delicate lines;
echoes of poetry.



©All rights reserved. Author Marcela Villar M. 2014...

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The many eyes of Qiniso’s love-life
There was the one with the soft eyes
Speaking to a peaceful existence
The one with the dark eyes
Which reflected her ill-treatment at the hands of the meanest of men
She had her dagger out to exact revenge on ALL men
An unapologetic misandrist
The...

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A day will come back,
A week will come back,
A year will come back,
But a passing life,
Never comes back.

A morning comes back,
An evening comes back,
A season comes back,
But fallen leaves,
Never comes back.

Memory comes back, 
Bad incident reminds back,
Ill treatment hurts back,
But a lost love,
Never comes back....

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Misery accompanied, haltered, tethered... tattered web

This health conscious lx year
roam'n, hoodwinking hoodlum doth wear
two pair bullet proof underwear,
(which confession rarely trumpeted),
plus yours truly admits unclear
why tibia long in the tooth fellow,

prevaricates with tongue in cheek oh contraire
good n plenti humor absent clear
sense and sensibility so...

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In transit to Africa destination delayed, 
trapped  in Turkey loopholes restrictions, 
Oppositions, unfamiliar faces, language barriers a nightmare,  disoriented,  feeling out
of place amongst hired help especially at a airport,  ill treatment doesn't  feel so hospitable,  lack of comprehension enroute
trapped...

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Eldest Daughter Bore Fallout, Sans Brunt Marital Contention

An article posted in TIME Magazine
(VOL. 193 NO. 19 MAY 20 2019)
underscored_impact progeny keen
to experience when parents mean
with one another, badmouth, critique demean...
each other, asper yours truly and missus,

who only recently declared mutual
surrender, sans wedded compact that did...

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The pain some feel from misery, is not good
The pain some feel from ill treatment, 
Will hurt
The pain some feel from abuse,
Is not pleasant
The pain some feel from jealousness,
Is disturbing
The pain some feel from greed, 
Is dangerous
The pain some feel from violence, 
Is painful
The pain...

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You are loved and blessed. Your worth is not dependent upon anyone or anything. Shine and believe in yourself. You're a star. 

Memories from 2021:
I've written a number of poems, including this one, in support of anyone who has experienced bullying or ill treatment. Remember...

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          Side-Piece Associates the beginnings
          always seems like a fairy tale, words and
          affection seems so surreal, then...

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